missmir

I took a nap, and dreamt i wrote a new SG journal.

But in my dream, i was able to draw a picture in this little blog space, with my wacom tablet. I drew a picture of a girl with her head down and a pony tail. Above her i wrote, "I know why the caged bird sings."

weird.

Then my dream changed to me living out of a bunch of campers stuck together with holes cut in them where they intersect to make one long normal size house... pretty cool. My dad showed up dressed much nicer than he ever was when he was alive, and after giving him the grand tour we left to go buy flowers for the house.

curiouser and curiouser.